(Chorus – Future)
I brought them bottles on bottles
I f**k with models on models
I’ll take that bi**h with molly
I got the racks on racks
Campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign
Check out my campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign, campaign

(Post Chorus Ty Dolla $ign)
Did some numbers then I went back to the vault
Did some numbers then I went back in and fought
Did some numbers then I went back like the goat
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche

(Verse 1 – Ty Dolla $ign)
Did some numbers then I went and copped a 911
Did some numbers then I went and copped my bi**h a necklace
Then some corner shawty told me Boy stop driving reckless
Got my side bi**h, keep texting, I ain’t get the message
I stopped f**king ratchet hoes, they be too messy
Kicking kicking s**t, like Barcelona, shout out Messi
Better Black or Mexi, Texi, too sexy
Double latex when we sexing, be too risky
I got a lot, I don’t act, I musta flyed with the pack
F**k on my bi**h in the back, yeah she like that
I’ma let you, tell her we never gon lose
Momma I’m never going broke
That white girl in love with the coke

(Repeat Chorus & Post Chorus)

(Verse 2: -Future)
Did some numbers then I went and copped a Porsche
Did some numbers then I had to keep it turnt
Did some numbers, always gotta do the tour
I just seen you flexing, turned up on a check
You gon make a ni**a f**k up some more racks
I got a light on the DA, I was just f**king the secretary
I keep a choppa on me, you know that s**t necessary
You know that s**t necessary, you know that s**t necessary